Certain people around here were in rare form today.
Mud pies to gravel stew and everything in between was the course of the day. If it made a mess, it got made. If it was the opposite of what I said, it got done. If it was movable, it got thrown. If it could be fallen off of, it happened. If it could be bickered about, it was. If it was wet, it got spilled. If it could cry, it would, and loudly. If it could poo, it did, all the way down the legs.
It was just one of those days.
The amazing part of the day was how God was right there beside me, pulling me through. Helping me out. Dosing me with patience. Calming my spirit. Boosting my strength.
Now I’m plum tuckered out.
*lurches off in the general direction of the chocolate*
Moments like this make it all worth it.